Chapter 160, I can't guess

In the central hospital, the crowd is not dense, but there are a lot of them, including doctors, nurses, patients, family members, everyone is busy, and they are all busy running around for their own things.

After Li Yun's robe entered the Taoist temple, it attracted a lot of attention, at least as soon as he entered the door, many people were attracted to it, especially the younger nurses.

"That man is so handsome..."

"It's not the kind of handsome type, it's the kind with a particularly clean temperament, so clean that my sister is ashamed of herself. ”

"Do you dare to ask for a phone..."

"Haha, you look down on the old lady too much, just ask for a phone, this kind of thing... Of course the old lady didn't dare. ”

“......”

After hearing these comments, Li Yun's face was full of indifference, and there was no fluctuation in his heart... Well, there are still some fluctuations, and this kind of fluctuation is called dark cool.

Huang Zhengchong on the side was preoccupied, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it was blocked in his throat.

"Huang Jushi, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly to Poor Dao, you don't have to hide it. Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong with a smile.

Seeing that Li Yun asked directly, Huang Zhengchong did not hide his thoughts, and said directly: "Dao Chief, didn't we go to find Mr. Zheng's relatives, why did we come to the hospital... Shouldn't we bring them to the hospital? What's the use of us coming to the hospital ourselves? ”

Huang Zhengchong thought that Li Yun would pinch his fingers, calculate the heaven and the earth, and everything in the world was in his arms, and then brought Mr. Zheng's children and wife to see him for the last time, and finally died contentedly.

Unexpectedly, Li Yun directly asked him to drive to the hospital, which made Huang Zhengchong confused.

"Calculation, of course, can only be calculated after seeing people, isn't it?" Li Yun said with a smile as he looked at Huang Zhengchong in front of him.

Huang Zhengchong was dumbfounded, speechless for a while, although he felt a little weird, but in the end he kept his mouth shut, anyway, what Li Yun said was what it was.

The two walked all the way in the hospital, Li Yun walked very slowly, and Huang Zhengchong also put down the rhythm of his footsteps, waiting for Li Yun to follow, and along the way, the two saw a lot.

There are those who are seriously ill, there are those who are seriously wounded, there are living people, and there are dead people.

Some of them have family members by their side, while others just sit by themselves, looking at their phones and being silent.

There are also some people who know that their lives are short, hugging their families and crying bitterly, and some people are paralyzed in the corner, smoking silently, as if reminiscing about the past.

Same situation, different way of venting.

Huang Zhengchong was a little heavy by this atmosphere, this place is simply a gathering place of negative energy.

Especially those who are lonely, wearing a hospital gown, can only sit silently in a chair, either looking at the sky or looking at their mobile phones, except for no relatives around.

And those who have relatives by their side, even if they are sick, still have a smile, there is no trace of illness and torture, the body is bitter, but the heart is sweet, no matter how big the suffering, there is a family to face together.

Huang Zhengchong looked at Li Yun with an indifferent face and couldn't help but say.

"Dao Chief, don't you think that here... Is the atmosphere very oppressive?"

He really didn't understand why Li Yun could act so easily.

"What do you think? here, is it very depressing?" Li Yun asked Huang Zhengchong rhetorically.

Huang Zhengchong hesitated, pushed his black-framed glasses, and said sullenly: "It's really depressing, there is life and death, there are warm and cold feelings, there are joys and sorrows... There is also a lot of grief that we don't feel. ”

"Look, what do those sad people have in common?" Li Yundao.

"Seriously ill. Huang Zheng said.

"In the face of serious illness, what difference does it make if they used to have money or not?" Li Yun said.

"Those who have money have money for treatment, and those who don't have money have no money for treatment. Huang Zhengchong said.

"What about a terminal illness?"

"Hmm..." Huang Zhengchong hesitated for a moment, and finally held back a sentence: "It doesn't seem to make much difference." ”

Huang Zhengchong knew that although the conditions in the ward where Mr. Zheng was located were a little better, as a dying person, what difference did it make if the conditions were better or worse?

Moreover, the independent ward was still very cold, he was the only one, and there were nurses on call outside the door at any time.

"After throwing everything away and embracing money, in the end he gained nothing, or rather, he didn't gain much or lose much. Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong and quipped, "If it were you, what would you choose?"

After hesitating for a moment, Huang Zhengchong said what he had been thinking about for a long time.

"If I were Mr. Zheng, I would choose a compromise method, choose a balance between family affection and wealth, and neither abandon emotion nor wealth. ”

"What if you have to choose one or the other?" Li Yun continued.

"I... I may have chosen wealth before, after all, I have seen Mr. Zheng's scenery for so long, and a man will have envy, welcome from all directions, and flattery and envy from everyone. Huang Zhengchong looked at the patients in front of him, and finally sighed: "Until now, when I saw these people in front of me, I realized that anything is so pale compared to family affection and warmth..."

Li Yun didn't answer, just smiled lightly and continued to walk towards the ward, but this time he didn't deliberately slow down.

"Dao Chief, do you think... Is my choice right or wrong?" Huang Zhengchong couldn't help but ask, Li Yun must have had ulterior motives for suddenly asking this question just now.

Although Huang Zhengchong still can't guess the intention.

"There is no such thing as a right answer, there is no right or wrong choice, only what you have, and what you lose. Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong and said: "What you have, what you let go, what you gain, what you lose, whether it's worth it or not, this is a matter of self-knowledge." ”

Huang Zhengchong was thoughtful, didn't ask, and directly led Li Yun to Zheng Wuchang's ward.

The ward is very high-end, the decoration is clean and tidy, the walls are painted whiter than toilet paper, all kinds of facilities are very complete, and there are many high-end supplies that patients do not use at all, which is the so-called 'senior ward'.

Before his life came to an end, Zheng Wuchang was able to exchange money for the highest standard of treatment.

At this time, Zheng Wuchang had already woken up, wearing a hospital gown, his face was a little dark, but he was still very indifferent, holding a book in his hand and watching silently.

And Zheng Wuchang looked up and saw Li Yun and Huang Zheng rushing in, smiled, and said.

"Dao Chief, are you here?"

Li Yun said lightly.

"Well, here comes the poor road. ”